Me: Today, this guy at the gym told me I look good in orange.
SH: He was hitting on you!
Me: Yep. I still got it.
SH: I guess you do.
Me: He had already asked if I would be his ballroom dance partner.
SH: But they don't have dance at the Y at lunch.
Me: No. In the evenings. I had told him that my husband hates dancing and won't take classes with me.
SH: Wait. He asked you to be his dance partner at night?
Me: Yes. So? That's how dancing works.
SH: But you can't do that!
Me: Of course I can. You have a nighttime wife. I can have a nighttime husband.